"Does it hurt? Having me beat you again?"
A twist, the younger boy turning to glare with anger clear at being pinned.
"I think it does little brother. That's why you're crying."
Indeed, there were tears, but light ones.
"I thought you were stronger than that little brother, or is that a front for you beloved blond idiot?"
An attempt to kick on the older after narrowing young eyes.
"Oh, little brother, you shouldn't strike out in anger like that, you could get hurt."
A lean in, then a whisper that caused goose bumps to run up the younger neck in unwanted fear.
"I could hurt you."
The struggling stopped and was replaced by a glare from a much paler face then before.
"You know what they, the poor innocent villagers- what did I say about lashing out, little brother-, have been calling you?"
No interest, it was known to him.
"The Avenger, little brother."
A dark flash in now sharingan red eyes, for the older made the title sound dirty, wrong.
"But, what are you avenging? The death of our dear, beloved parents who just happened to have sleeping pills in they're cloths drawers, little brother? They were going to die anyway, only this way you had something to do with yourself."
Widened eyes and fear stricken silence. Even with the gag, the fourteen-year-old had been making noise before. Now there was nothing.
"Revenge, little brother, and hate. I gave you that."
Pain and hate in those eyes now.
"But after seven years of them being gone, you meet that idiotic blond demon toy- that's all he is little brother- and start to forget."
Anger for thinking he'd forget his parents.
"Was it that mistake of a kiss? Yes, little brother, I know about that embarrassing incident."
A light blush muffled words, probably of the foul kind.
"And after that, little brother, you were far too close to those two children, your teammates. So I made the little 'bridge problem', to get rid of them."
Paling again and struggling. That mission had been terrifying.
"It was for your own good, little brother, so stop struggling."
Hate, but stopping.
"Anyway, the one I got was even good enough to get other ninjas to come after you. They were fun, little brother, weren't they?"
Misery at just how 'fun' they were.
"But you protected him. Twice."
Pride, for saving the boy and at the light testiness in the older tone, in that voice of the man that showed they're parents no mercy.
"You fought a battle in which you died for him. As in, not breathing, no pulse, flagging down a cab to the underworld died."
Far too true for comfort, in the opinion of Sasuke.
"You are very lucky, little brother, that the kyuubi was so pleased with you for protecting his host that he revived you."
The younger knew it, hated it, and hated him, that thing that could not be human because of sheer coldness for saying it.
"I didn't think as much as I should have about that. I just thought that he was the more important of the two genins (Did I spell this write?)."
He didn't mistake it any more than the two themselves had, admittedly.
"I hate being wrong, little brother, I really do, but I was, wasn't I? The next example will prove that."
A genuine curiosity in the air, which Sasuke hated for putting there.
"Ochimaru (Okay, I know I spelled THAT one wrong…)."
Stiffening in anger, that man had nearly messed things up with the younger and the Kyuubi holder.
"Remember him? Yeah, he was mine. I thought 'give him power, fuel the flame, right?' ehehe..."
Dark cloud's in red eyes. How could he laugh? After all…
"I admit I messed up there."
Darn right! Was clearly in the aura now.
"that blue eyed boy came to you, and you went backwith him. Out of another near-death experience, this time as best friends."
A halfhearted kick at they're methods of reunion, not commented on by the older.
"I'm sorry, little brother, but how in the world could you go in there wanting, and ready to kill him, and come out the as best friends?"
Anger again and more heart-filled struggling. Still easily gotten rid of by his brother, regretfuly.
"Well I have news for you, little brother:"
Shoot, worse?
"I was jealous."
Was?
"Still am, actually."
Thank you.
"See, when you go through all the trouble I went through to feed your flame, little brother, only to have that-that- thing make you melt just by giving you an ever loving smile, you tend to get a little flustered. So let's get one thing clear."
The older looked the younger in the eye, making the younger show he was a lot more stressed than he'd have liked to be.
"You. Are. Mine. Itachi's. Not Sakura's, not Kyuubi's, and certainly not Naruto Umazaki's. And do you know why there is no chance of you belonging to that brat?"
Defiance in those eyes.
"Because he'll come for you, little brother."
The tied up one paled at the realization.
"He loves you, just like you love him."
Unbidden tears at the truth that had never been spoken aloud before. It hurt so much.
"And when he comes…"
Wide eyes.
"I will tare him limb from limb and give you his head on a silver platter. I will give you a true reason for revenge."
Leaning back, away from the older. There wasn't far to go, unfortunately.
"For you are mine, and no one else's."
The older leaned in so that he was right next to his brother's ear, whispering.
"I'll make sure of that."
Hoot!
Alright, I don't know whether or not to write another chapter or to just make this a one-shot, so yeah…. Ehm.
Chibi Naruto: review! Or Sas-UKE will not be with me! (Insert most adorable look known to mankind)
Chibi Sasuke: …I hate the way you say my name…
(Suddenly the lights go off except a spotlight on Chibi Naruto who has a mike and has somehow found the leather closet) --
Chibi naru: (sings) say my name say my name when no one is around you say 'baby I love you' no more fun and games
Owl: I could get kicked off the fan' .net for that you know
Chibi naru: I don't think Sas-UKE minds though...
(We see Chibi Sasuke salivating)
Chibi Sasuke: you. Bedroom. Now.
Chibi Naru: whee! (Jumps into Sasuke's arms bridle style and they run away)
Owl: well, please review! And eh, Sasuke, don't make so much noise this time, k?